A charming widow in her 70s married a factory manager and raised his children.

Chapter 5 was used by her



Chapter 5 was used by her

Lu Congyue was used to being alone. Over the years, he didn't need to report when he went out, and no one asked whether he was going home or not.

He was a little taken aback when he first heard Zhuang Qingxiang's question.

"Don't worry about me," he said directly.

"Okay," Zhuang Qingxiang quickly agreed.

After closing the door, Zhuang Qingxiang bolted it, placed her right hand on her chest, took a long breath, and then exhaled.

This factory director, Mr. Lu, is too strict; he's a bit intimidating.

Little Qian Yue is already quite sensible; she puts the bowls and chopsticks in the basin and fills it with water to wash the dishes.

Zhuang Qingxiang went over and patted her head, a little excited: "Is Yueyue hot? Mother will boil some water, shall we take a bath?"

It's so hot today, she's sweating a lot and was thinking about when she could take a shower. Tonight is the perfect opportunity!

It has to be said that it's actually quite good that Director Lu is a little busy.

I boiled a big pot of water, took an enamel basin, and filled it with warm water to wipe the two babies' bodies and change them into dry clothes. The two babies happily babbled and cooed, as if they were chatting.

Little Qian Yue can already take a bath by herself. She happily takes a bath with her little bottom naked. Zhuang Qingxiang glances at her and feels heartbroken.

This child is too thin. We need to feed her as much as possible so she can grow up to be chubby and cute.

After finishing with all three children, it was finally her turn to wash herself.

After taking a bath, I washed and hung up the children's clothes and the white towels on the washbasin stand. As soon as I finished, the two children on the bed started crying.

Zhuang Qingxiang knew that it was time to sleep and she needed to drink milk before going to bed.

She quickly got into bed, cuddled the two children, fed one and then the other, coaxing them to sleep. Turning her head, she saw that Xiao Qianyue was also asleep, nestled on the edge of the kang (heated brick bed).

I picked up the child, lay down in the middle, and quickly fell asleep.

Suddenly awakened in the middle of the night, Zhuang Qingxiang realized that she was not living in that dilapidated cowshed and that no ruffians would break in to hurt them. She turned over, changed the diapers of the two whimpering children, fed them again, and then fell asleep again.

The next morning, Zhuang Qingxiang was woken up early by the babies' fussing. She quickly got up to change their diapers and feed them. Once the two babies were settled, she had to get up to make breakfast.

There weren't many ingredients in the kitchen. There were only half a bag of flour and rice, five eggs, and no vegetables or anything like that.

It seems that Lu Congyue doesn't eat at home much; he probably eats at the cafeteria more often.

Looking at the yard again, it's actually quite large, but it's completely bare, without even a single scallion planted. What a pity.

Zhuang Qingxiang didn't know when Lu Congyue would be back from his busy schedule, and she was penniless. To prevent running out of food, she only took one egg, then prepared some flour and made two bowls of egg drop soup. One large bowl was for her, and the small bowl was for Xiao Qianyue.

After finishing cooking, I came out of the kitchen and saw Xiao Qianyue washing diapers for the two babies.

This child is so sensible and well-behaved that it breaks your heart.

Zhuang Qingxiang didn't understand why the Qian family didn't acknowledge this granddaughter and even called her a bastard.

Thinking of the Qian family's faces, Zhuang Qingxiang felt angry. She came to Dongya Village with her mother before she was ten years old. Although she was not a native of Dongya Village, she had lived here for twenty years. She usually stayed at home doing housework and taking care of the children. She almost never left the house. Everyone in Dongya Village knew what kind of person Zhuang Qingxiang was.

But it was her mother-in-law's family who, in an attempt to drive her away, kept splashing dirty water on her, saying that the son she gave birth to was born from an affair and was a bastard.

She was furious and demanded that they produce evidence, otherwise how could they falsely accuse her of adultery?

But her in-laws were completely unreasonable. They insisted that she had cheated on her husband, that her granddaughter and grandson were illegitimate, and that her biological mother had died long ago. Her stepfather's family would not stand up for her at all. Almost everyone in Dongya Village had the surname Qian, so there was no one who could help her.

Zhuang Qingxiang felt dizzy with anger when she thought about how she had been splashed with dirty water and had no way to defend herself. She quickly tried to calm herself down.

There was no other way; she still had to feed two babies. If she lost her milk supply, she wouldn't even be able to work as a wet nurse, making it even harder to raise two children.

"mother?"

Seeing Zhuang Qingxiang standing blankly at the kitchen door, Xiao Qianyue called out worriedly, "Mom, what's wrong?"

Zhuang Qingxiang snapped out of her daze and smiled at her: "It's nothing, Yueyue is here for dinner."

After the two finished their meal, Zhuang Qingxiang didn't let Xiao Qianyue continue washing diapers. The child was too young, and she should do this kind of work herself, since she was more comfortable with it.

Just as I was busy, someone knocked on the courtyard gate.

Zhuang Qingxiang called for Xiao Qianyue to open the door, and quickly tidied her hair, letting her bangs cover her eyebrows and eyes.

"Uncle," Xiao Qianyue's timid voice rang out.

Zhuang Qingxiang hurriedly stood up: "Director Lu."

Lu Congyue glanced at the clothes and diapers hanging in the yard and felt like he had wandered into the wrong yard.

"Uh... I came back to get something!" She paused, then asked, "Have you had breakfast yet?"

"I ate. I made noodle soup."

Lu Congyue frowned: That's it?

He glanced into the kitchen and felt a pang of regret. How could he have forgotten that there wasn't much nutritious food in the house?

He remembered hearing from an aunt that breastfeeding women need to eat well, otherwise their milk supply will not be sufficient.

Lu Congyue originally planned to come back to take a shower and change his clothes. It was hot, and he hadn't changed his clothes for a day and a night, so he felt sticky all over.

But seeing the situation at home, he immediately abandoned the idea, grabbed the white towel hanging on the line, took the soap, and went out to the river.

The river water was a bit cool in the early morning, but that was no big deal to him. It was just that the smell on the towel made him frown uncomfortably.

This is his towel, but now it has a different smell on it—a milky smell, the smell of that woman, as if it had been washed with soap, but it couldn't be masked at all.

Lu Congyue held the towel as if it were a hand grenade.

The thought of that woman using this towel made his ears burn, and he simply couldn't imagine wiping his own body with it.

At the same time, I felt a little annoyed: Isn't this woman too casual?

However, Village Chief Qian said that she had nothing when she was kicked out, which is probably why she borrowed his things.

Lu Congyue felt that he had been too negligent and hadn't considered so many things. These problems all needed to be solved.

After scrubbing the towel vigorously in the river for a long time, Lu Congyue wrung it out and splashed it on his face. He immediately smelled that faint scent again. He pulled the towel off and gasped for breath.

Just smelling that scent brought back memories of things I shouldn't have remembered—that expanse of white, where this towel had once been used to wipe things…

Lu Congyue plunged into the icy river water and didn't surface for a long time.

As Lu Congyue walked home from the river, his face looked very pale.

When he took in Fang Donghua, he didn't think too much about it; he just felt that he couldn't let his friend's child end up in an orphanage.

Looking back now, I realize I acted impulsively, which has led to another woman in my household now...

Lu Congyue returned home in a huff, packed two pieces of clothing into his bag, and took some money and food coupons from the drawer and placed them on the table.


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